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Gothard's Empire

Gothard's Empire

submitted by Duane

Though others criticize him
Questioning the things he's taught
We're following our leader
Without sight and without thought.

Gothard's mighty empire
Will continue without end
But someday he'll expire
What will happen to us then?

Chicago, Illinois
Was a most unlikely place
To birth the man who gave us
The Gothardic Era of grace.

Bill Gothard's mighty empire
Will continue without end
But someday he'll expire
What will happen to us then?

From humble street beginnings
Reaching gangs with names like "Kings"
He travels now around the world
And choirs with him brings.

Now Gothard's mighty empire
Will continue without end
But someday he'll expire
What will happen to us then?

Youth's conflicts are behind us
Life's principles we seek
Accepting only seven
All others we critique

And Gothard's mighty empire
Will continue without end
But someday he'll expire
What will happen to us then?

From Russia to New Zealand
From sunrise to sunset
He's spread his version of the truth
To every one he's met.

For Gothard's mighty empire
Will continue without end
But someday he'll expire
What will happen to us then?

Beat-less music, formal dress,
Court someone, and when you're done
You'll find out that you were missing
All the things that make life fun.

Now Gothard's mighty empire--
(That's *Doctor* G to you)
He never will retire, but
One day his reign will end.

7 Comments:

Anonymous said...: The Ballad of Mister Bill

When Mister Bill was very young, a minister to youth,
He set right out to save the world, armed only with the truth;
About this time, the story goes, God opened up his head,
Ladled out the brains and poured THE ANSWERS in instead.

From coast to coast he traveled far: arenas opened wide;
The New York Knicks had nothing on the crowds he packed inside.
In the light of his projector all our problems seemed so small,
And if we'd do his 1-2-3 they'd not be there at all.

He told us how our daddies are almost like God on high,
They shelter mom and all us kids from darts flung from the sky;
He taught us to accept ourselves - unless we get too fat,
And how if we would lay off pork it might take care of that.

Oh he didn't like rock music and he didn't like TV,
He didn't like the rebels who just wouldn't come get free;
But he sure liked the moms and dads with thirty newborn tots,
And he loved it when they clapped for him - he sure loved that a lot.

Mister Bill, I must confess, I've wandered far away;
The Devil must own half my soul - Im sure that's what you'd say.
But who knows? Up in heaven I might join that shiny host
And sing in praise of Bill the father, son and holy ghost.; 8:18 PM
Anonymous said...: the phrase "gothardic era of grace" is very good. and ironic because of grace versus legalism. ...... The other part I like is, "That's DOCTOR G to you."; 8:26 PM
Anonymous said...: "Ladled out the brains"?! HA!!! That's the best part of that one!; 8:27 PM
Anonymous said...: Worst poem I ever read.; 3:36 PM
Anonymous said...: Okay, WHO wrote "Ballad of Mr. Bill"?! That is too awesome for you to not show yourself, man. You rock!

Also I want to give you credit and ask permission to e-mail that poem to a couple of people--with you mentioned as the author. I write (crappy) poetry myself, so I realize the importance of respecting authorship. Anyway...awesome work.; 12:04 AM
Anonymous said...: I know that most of the lyrics don't fit with the accasion, but this really reminds me of Queensryche's "Empire".; 4:37 PM
Anonymous said...: Wow amazing! And Sooooooo true. How can anyone possibly think this isn't a cult when we were all raised the EXACT same way. It wasn't as if Bill Gothard said here are some basic principles in the Bible. Ask God how He wants you to apply it in your family life! It was either exactly what he said was true or you were of the world and going to hell!! We all have too similar of experiences for someone to say this isn't a cult!; 3:42 PM

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